"Let's go down." Zhao Chen roared lowly, stepped on the brakes suddenly, and the car drifted, making a 180-degree turn. Lu Junke and others, who were already ready, immediately opened fire and took a few small pieces.
With the powerful firepower of the rushing team, the firepower of the Burmese men with a total of forty or fifty people was suppressed.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Chen and the others drove their car and shot into another street quickly.
"Zhao Chen, the Burmese doctor said Harry can't get any more bumpy and he must find a place to perform surgery on him, otherwise it will be too late." Lu Junke's voice came from the cargo box, looking very anxious.
Although Harry and the others have dragged down everyone, Lu Junke and the others have never thought about it, because after they followed them to destroy the Burmese team ambushed on Xining Street, all the special forces team members accepted them and regarded them as
friend.
There is a saying in Long Kingdom: Men have three irons, they have carried guns together, they have been dirty together, and they have been prostitutes together.
Although the Special Forces and Qiao and the others only knew each other for a day, they had fought side by side and lived and died together. What else could not be accepted?
So, when they hear Harry's injury, they may be helpless, and they are also anxious.
"I understand." Zhao Chen drove the car into a remote residential area, which was not blocked in advance. The people were not aware of the major events outside. Several elderly people were still chatting outside.
Zhao Chen drove the car directly to the door of the family and stopped. Although the old people chatting saw it, they didn't find it strange. They just thought it was a friend of this family who came.
Lu Junke and the others did not hesitate and rushed into the house with the person in his arms. They did not attract the attention of others, and they did not let the chatting elderly people see the wounded they carried.
Zhao Chen also got out of the car and rushed into the house. Lu Junke and the others were moving the table together as a temporary operating table. In the corner of the wall, a middle-aged couple was trembling all over, but they followed Zhao Chen and the others.
The wife of the doctor who came was explaining to them what.
"Joe, get some money!" Zhao Chen looked at Qiao. All the boxes of money they were carrying were used at the auction just now, but Zhao Chen believed that they must have it.
"Next." Qiao took out a stack of hundreds of yuan per piece without saying a word, but there was no Kaifeng US dollar yet.
Throwing the money to the owner and his wife of the house, Zhao Chen said coldly to the doctor's wife: "Tell them that as long as they don't talk nonsense, we will not hurt them. The money is considered compensation for them, if they dare to take ours.
If the news is leaked, no one in their family can live.”
The doctor's wife immediately translated the words to the two of them. At this time, the two had seen the stack of dollars in front of them, and their eyes were shining. Although it was only ten thousand dollars, it was an astronomical figure for them.
money.
After hearing the doctor's wife, the two nodded immediately, then grabbed the stack of dollars in one hand, and promised that they would not be spread. If there was anything they needed, they could help.
Money can understand the gods, and this is not true at all. When the couple sees money, they even lose their fear in an instant.
Ignoring the couple, Zhao Chen turned his head and looked at Lu Junke and said, "Brother Lu, I'll leave this here to you, and the team will follow me."
"I'll go with you too." Lu Junke said with some concern.
"People are needed here too, don't worry, those people can't do anything to me." Zhao Chen smiled, turned around and took a group of people into the car, drove away in the car, and saw that the car had left, those few
The old man who was chatting was also curious and prepared to come and take a look, but before they could reach the door, they were stopped by the owner and wife of the house.
Zhao Chen didn't go far in the car, and then met the Burmese army again, with a number of about one hundred, but Zhao Chen did not intend to fight with them, so he drove the car and directly hit him. Of course, the people in the car
He also took the opportunity to shoot at him, killing and injuring more than a dozen people.
On another street, a warrior ran to Hang Pengyun and Wen Gaoyi and said, "Zhao Chen and the others have already run away, we can't find them."
Hang Pengyun and Wen Gaoyi had a very gloomy face. They didn't expect the final result to be like this. This time they completely broke up with Zhao Chen. If they couldn't kill him, the consequences would be unimaginable when he went back.
But now the other party was driving away, and they couldn't find his whereabouts, and they had no choice.
Just when Hang Pengyun and the others were angry, the cell phone in Hang Pengyun's hand rang: "Zhao Chen and the others headed towards the south gate. There is a city map on the mobile phone, you can find it yourself."
After the phone hung up, Hang Pengyun immediately opened the map of his mobile phone. Sure enough, the map of Naypyidaw appeared, and it was easy to find the route to the South Gate.
A figure flashed, Hang Pengyun stood in the middle of the road, pointed at a truck driving over and said, "Stop."
The driver was a young man in his twenties. When he saw the black gun pointing at him, his face turned pale. He quickly stopped the car. Before Hang Pengyun could come over, he rushed down and shouted.
Don't kill me, run to the distance in panic.
Unfortunately, the young man was in Burmese Mandarin. Hang Pengyun and the others couldn't understand it at all. Besides, Hang Pengyun and the others were all angry at this time. The driver dared to run away. How could he let him go so easily? He raised his hand and put it on.
The young man was shot dead.
"Get on the car." Hang Pengyun growled and sat in the co-pilot cab. Wen Gaoyi and others rushed to the cargo box behind. A middle-aged man who could drive rushed into the cab, in Hang Pengyun's
Under command, he chased towards the south gate.
In a car, Beren had just sat in and was about to chase Zhao Chen and the others. The phone of a special service member next to him rang. After hearing the phone, the special service member handed the phone to Berendao with a serious expression on his face.
: "The Minister is looking for you."
Beren frowned and looked at the special service member with some anger. He was responsible for the matter this time, but the matter was messed up at this time. The superiors had called him many times before, and he knew that he could not explain to the superiors at this time.
So he turned off his phone and asked his subordinates to turn off the phone, but he didn't expect that there was still one here that was not closed.
"The minister called the emergency call, and he said that if you don't answer, I will take over your position and rectify the law on the spot. If we refuse to execute it, all of us will be convicted of national crimes." The special service members dodged their eyes.
, said in a low voice, the phones used by these special service personnel are specially made internally. In addition to preventing eavesdropping, the phone itself comes with a set of numbers. Even if the phone is turned off, this set of numbers can be connected. Unless this set of numbers is very urgent,
Otherwise it will not be enabled.
Before, Beren asked everyone to turn off the phone, but he meant that everyone would take off all the phones on their phones, so that this set of special numbers would no longer be unlocked.
Others did as well, but the special service member was worried that there would be an emergency and could not find him or her waiting, so his phone just turned off the phone and did not remove the battery.